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“No! I mean, no, honey. Come sit with me, I feel like we don’t see enough of each other. You’ve been so busy with work, and I’m sorry to say, but your mood has been all over the place lately. You finally seem to be in a good one. Come sit with me and let me enjoy your company.”

“Well, you haven’t been home a lot either. What, with all your overtime at work and bowling nights with the guys, I feel like you barely have time for me!”

“I know honey, I’m sorry. I’ve just been trying to relieve some stress from work and the bowling definitely helps. My boss has been a terror about finishing up this financing project. I could just strangle him sometimes! He knows I’ve been working on it non-stop and I’ve been putting in 15 extra hours a week to try and make him happy. He’s driving me mad.”

“You should talk to him about it.”

“Believe me, I’ve tried. But unfortunately, he’s just another corporate asshole. He doesn’t think twice about the crippling pressure he’s putting on his employees as long as the projects are getting done and he’s raking in the profits.”

“How did we get such stressful lives? Sometimes I could just scream.”

“Sometimes I could just kill someone.”

“Well that’s a little morbid, darling. I hope you don’t pass that attitude on down the line.”

“Well, I’m sure I can fix it by then. I’ve got a few years I’m sure.”

“Right, a few years.”

THUMP. *Groan*

“Kevin! You can’t tell me you didn’t hear that!”

“Honey, that’s the wall that separates us from the neighbors. I’m sure you’re just hearing them.”

“Well they sound awfully close. Almost like they’re in the coat closet. Maybe they’re listening through the walls! Joyce has always been a nosy busybody, I wouldn’t put it past her.”

“I’d listen to us through a wall. We’re pretty exciting folks.”

“Ha! For all they know we could be like Mr. and Mrs. Smith. Wouldn’t that be something?”

“Isn’t it amazing how they hid their secrets from even each other? They were married and lived together and the whole nine yards! It was truly something brilliant.”

“Like I always say, ‘a few secrets never hurt anyone.’”

“Exactly, dear! But hey, how about this… Let’s go out to dinner. I’ll drive so you can have a nice glass of wine. Choose any place you want, sweetie.”